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got away, the scope on the K
So it hit him from a whole mile away
Shoot bang, like a holiday
Guarantee his mother gon' cry today

I was praying for them

Presidential MC

RZA

4:21... The Day After

2006

spazzed out, G-String divas
Leave you assed out, passed out, it's cold
Pack your heat up, blow your back out
You bad mouth, make 'em all believers

Pour me some cognac, throw in some ice.
As For this moment. I'm not thinking twice.
True to herself, but surrounded by lies.
Hiding in the shadow

Top of the World

Slightly Stoopid

Top of the World

2012

endured
All these foolish ways, with these hopeless strays
Keep you comin’ back for more
By the time you hear it, it's over, it's over

I really must

Ko si holiday
9-5 say we on the Go oh
Coz everything I want is expensive gan
Jaiye ori mi want no drama gan
Pull up all white in my louis vuitton
Ori

everyday
Ko si holiday
9-5 say we on the Go oh
Coz everything I want is expensive gan
Jaiye ori mi want no drama gan
Pull up all white in my louis vuitton

a Christmas gift 

Not the best father 
But the best that you could be 
And good enough for me 
Only - by the time that I could see 
You were gone 

A Sunday

By ancient kings discovered
Ayatollah the controller I break
The strings of puppets, soul Killa

Pessimistic, damn they so pessimistic
Even though I'm

Young process, Joel Embiid with the swish
In the glitch dont fall for her matricks, I know she thick
Wick burn out quick like Marilyn Monroe (Marilyn,

in my DNc, my dad actually came up with this line about him and my mom being a wrapper every birthday and holiday. 

He used to take me for cotton

to holidays
We ain't used to common place
We ain't got no common sense, we ain't got no confidence
Fuck a nine to five, a nigga worth the length of monuments

My mom's an inspirational woman, like I don't make it home for the holidays as much as I'd like to, but I try for my mother and like she inspired me

(Hey piggy. It's Christmas. You know what that means...)

Winter is here and it's time for cheer. 
You know what that means? 
Holidays are near.

Fly By Night

Yes 

How that sound to you E?

Mile.  Highe.  Club.  Niggas.

Sitting drinkin Hennessy,going thru my memories/never scared of nothing,

sell records
They just sell personas
Pariahs seein' beyond the
Piranhas snappin' pictures
Of prima donnas and Tony
Montana action figures
You take it all

around by her apron strings
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go nowhere

I got those St. Louis blues,

(X10)

You ever been banned up by the seaside listening to NPR?
Case papers in this tiny desk, not the one from NPR (uh)
I probably know that

Rappin' all those pebbles I feel sorry for the runners
She raised a whole waste I feel sorry for your momma
Just left the house party GSR on my

Look
Look
Look
(Danny, I see you)

With my bitch in a Louis bag
Where the guns at? (Baow, baow)
In the Coupe with the roof detached
Where

the toilet like a plumber
I ain't stressin' 'bout this
Rap shit for real, i do numbers
Long live my nigga Iz
He ain't make it through the summer
Thinkin' 'bout

jewels, gem stay on my locket 
I'm a boss While Pussy Niggas Puppets
Yeah pull your string nigga 
No strings attached woman
Yeah balling like I'm going for

sitting on his sleigh

Singing “Happy Holiday.”



But the Church is everlasting.

We prepare with prayer and fasting

Cause a string of blinky lights

Cause she think
Materialism gonna make her perfect
Now she in her louis
Cause she don't got the latest birkin
Bitches steady lurking
In the club
They just

to a 150 like a carpool She gon' come with me, lace my draw
Strings when she done with me I ain't Chris Brown, we ain't running it
As for the vision, it's